Chapter 5: What They Did to Me at the Gala

Four hundred of the most powerful people on the East Coast, and every single one of them turned when we walked in. "Head up," Dante murmured against my ear, his palm burning through the silk at the small of my back. "You're not visiting this world. You're inheriting it." I lasted forty minutes. I lasted forty minutes because I was counting forks and smiling until my face hurt and pretending I couldn't hear the two women behind the champagne tower. "That's the one? God. He must be bored." "Apparently...